Frog and I shared a table in 7thperiod study hall sophomore year in high school. I barely knew him then, though he would become my best friend through college and right up to today.
Frog was a bit of a nerd; well I thought he was at the time. First he was smart, second he was the football team equipment manager. I would become captain of the team our senior year. So Frog was a nerd, I was a stud; except the nerd was getting laid…me not so much.
I closed one nostril of my nose and exhaled slowly out the other. A high pitched loud whistle pierced the air.
Mr. Barnes the study monitor barked. Mr. Barnes was the meanest, nastiest, detention-handingoutiest study hall monitor in the history of study hall monitors.